Yerz,
Denny G.,
Bayshore, Long Island
Dear Denny,
Let’s see…you’ve interpreted
Larrue’s bleating into meaning, “Can I move my things inside now that your
son is a merchant marine?” Hmm… You aren’t Dr. Dolittle are you?
Because I’m wondering how you know this. And what things would that be?
A tin can? Or does he have a little apartment set up out back? Here
is what I think. Your son is gone and you miss him. So you are replacing
him with your next most beloved thing, your goat. This isn’t sitting well
with the wife because, well, to her it’s an old smelly goat. (and how many
does she need in the house?) Now maybe he told you he’d be neat and clean,
but I think Loorna would beg to differ. So if it comes down to choosing
between the wife and the goat consider this: Who's going to keep you warmer
at night? Now don't rush that thought, but therein lies your answer.